Tian Yuan

Chapter 2069 Awakening

The comfortable life in Shijiang Town continues.

Especially the sense of familiarity coming from the depths of Zhou An's soul made Liu Nansheng feel a little greedy.

Zhou An is over 30 years old. He works hard every day, and his clothes are often soaked with sweat. Although he is tired, his face is full of joy. He is very satisfied with his current life and has no complaints.

In his spare time, he would take some small gifts and go to Liu Mansion to chat with Liu Nansheng.

Liu Nansheng would sometimes visit Zhou An's home, stay for two hours, and then stroll home in the afterglow of the setting sun.

The invisible cause and effect fate entangled the two people tightly together.

However, although their relationship was very good, they never took that step.

The most intimate moment is when they are making pottery jars, their fingertips will touch inadvertently, that's all.

A few years later, Zhou An was forty years old.

He is still unmarried and alone.

He liked Miss Liuqin, but his family was poor and he didn't dare to ask for her. Besides, he was very old and many of his peers were already grandfathers.

I didn’t dare to say it before, and I dare not mention it in the future.

On this day, Zhou An and Liu Nansheng met again.

Meet at the foot of the green hills and admire the colorful and picturesque flower fields nearby.

"Miss Liu, excuse me for asking, what are your plans for the future?"

After knowing each other for many years, Zhou An still maintained due respect towards Liu Nansheng and did not dare to overstep the mark.

With Liu Nansheng's help, Zhou An learned a lot of words, read some books, and had more or less the air of a scholar, no longer looking like a farmer.

Even if he studied, Zhou An was not qualified to do anything else. Relationship and status were a huge gap. Unless he had amazing talent, he could only live in a small place.

What's more, Zhou An had no plan to leave Shijiang Town.

"It's fine now, I'm content."

As Zhou An thought about this, he couldn't help but glance at Liu Nansheng who was standing next to him.

Liu Nansheng and Zhou An always had a sense of distance. Looking at the beautiful scenery around them, he whispered, "As usual, no other plans."

"You...don't you have someone you like? Don't you plan to get married?"

According to Zhou An's inquiries, Miss Liu is already in her thirties. If she continues to delay like this, it will be difficult for her to be betrothed to a good man in the future.

"I've had someone I like before. As for marriage, that's out of the question."

After saying this, Liu Nansheng looked at Zhou An deeply, then shifted his gaze elsewhere, with a hint of loneliness in his eyes.

Unfortunately, you are not him, but just a reflection of his Buddhist rhythm.

Until this moment, Liu Nansheng had not guessed the truth.

That's right, how could she have thought that the old monk would make such a decision? In her eyes, the old monk cared about the common people and had long seen through the world. Even before his death, he would not think of her.

She didn't hate the old monk, but blamed fate for not being destined to be together.

Zhou An was silent, not knowing what he was thinking.

Zhou An never mentioned the secret deep in his heart to Liu Nansheng.

"Miss Liu, it seems that the meaning of my existence is to wait for you."

Zhou An just thought about this sentence in his mind.

The two of them closed their lips and stopped talking.

Being surrounded by beautiful scenery, but having no intention of appreciating it.

Soon, they both went home.

Zhou An couldn't sleep that night.

Lying on the hard bed, tossing and turning.

Unable to sleep, I walked to the window.

I opened the window and looked at the bright moon, my eyes were sometimes clear and sometimes cloudy.

And so he stood all night.

When the first ray of morning light penetrated the clouds, Zhou An's eyes changed.

It is as deep and mysterious as an ancient well that has gone through a long period of time, hiding countless stories.

If you look him in the eye, you will feel as if your soul is falling into the abyss.

From this moment on, he is no longer the honest farmer Zhou An, but...the old abbot of the Eastern Buddhist sect!

A peerless power who voluntarily gave up the realm of quasi-emperor!

It took forty years to integrate into the mortal world, avoid the heavenly way, and no longer be bound by the cause and effect of Buddhism.

The old monk only has sixty years left.

A hundred years in this world, not even a day more will do.

Even if Chen Qingyuan wanted to change, he probably couldn't do it.

Even if there is a way, the old monk will not accept it.

For the sake of the reputation of Buddhism, he cannot live long in this world.

Today, Zhou An put on a beautiful dress that he had kept at the bottom of his closet. It was made of blue cloth, neat and clean, with no signs of mending.

After combing her hair thoroughly, she looked refreshed.

Then, he gently opened the door, greeting the warm sunshine with a restless heart.

The neighbors passing by all looked at Zhou An with surprise.

Lao Zhou looked different, but he couldn't explain the feeling.

The neighbors who came and went didn't think too much about it and just went about their own business.

Zhou An walked onto the street and slowly headed towards West Street.

As he got closer and closer to Liu's residence, Zhou An's heart did not fluctuate much.

At the end of West Street, Liu Mansion.

Liu Nansheng was resting with his eyes closed when he suddenly felt a strange wave in his heart.

"what happened?"

Such a strange feeling made Liu Nansheng unable to calm down.

She thought about it for a long time but couldn't find the reason.

Just at this moment, Zhou An came to the door.

Liu Nansheng didn't think much about it. He followed the usual practice and sent a "steward" to invite Zhou An in, arranged him in the living room, and asked the "maid" to pour tea and water for him.

Afterwards, Liu Nansheng, wearing a light white skirt, walked into the living room.

As usual, he sat in the main seat.

Just when he was about to chat for a few minutes, Liu Nansheng found that Zhou An was standing in the middle of the living room with no intention of sitting down, which was a bit unusual.

"Mr. Zhou, are today's cakes and tea not to your liking?"

Liu Nansheng asked.

As he spoke, his gaze naturally shifted to Zhou An.

And their eyes met.

When they looked at each other, time froze and everything was silent.

The look in his eyes is completely different from before!

impossible!

It can't be him!

Liu Nansheng's heart was in turmoil.

The pupils contracted, the eyelashes fluttered, the eyes widened, and the red lips parted slightly.

"I've been sickened by longing. Have you developed any illusions?"

Liu Nansheng denied the correct answer and thought so.

"Perhaps, I should leave. If I stay any longer, I'm afraid my mind will become unstable."

He continued to stare at Zhou An, and felt that his eyes were exactly the same as those of the old monk. Liu Nansheng felt a sharp pain in his heart, like a needle piercing his chest, and he began to think about retreating.

He has been influenced by the old bald man's Buddhist style. Even his expressions are so similar?

No matter how much you resemble him, you are not him.

Liu Nansheng's thoughts were extremely messy, like dozens of spider webs woven together. He couldn't tell which spider thread would lead to the end, and he was sinking deeper and deeper.

The living room was unusually quiet.

Zhou An's heartbeat, breathing, pulse and so on were clearly heard by Liu Nansheng, like the sound of drums, constantly plucking at her heartstrings, making her unable to distinguish between reality and illusion.